Erzulie

I wrote this in February 2005. I was sort of auditioning for a photographer. He sent me a photograph of a beautiful mansion in New Orleans.


During midnights in New Orleans, the moon’s breath taps on the steps of plantations. Distant drumming from shamans and voodoun priests cause secadas to enter into a symphonic ritual of Louisiana’s past. Erzulie is summoned and her honey scented lips kiss Lydia’s soul and welcomes her to the next dimension. If you want to view or purchase more art like this
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